A Mothers Prayer

G D G G C G Momma would pray at night by her bedside. G D She'd call out to Jesus, in a voice so sincere. C G Watch over my children, and show them your mercy; D G Don't let 'em belong in this ol' world down here. C G A Mother's prayer, more precious than diamonds. A D A Mother's prayer, more precious than gold. G C G There's nothin' on Earth, that could compare, G I can still see her kneeling there. D G C G Thank GOD for the Power! For a Mother's prayer! C G With tears in my eyes, in the darkest of hours, D G I cried, "O' LORD don't take her from me"! C G Then she took my hand, said "son I am ready"; D G Said the sweetest prayer, then she went off to sleep. C G Then I had a dream, I stood before Jesus; D G Saw The Book of Life, and my name was in there. C G Lord I done so much wrong, and I don't deserve Mercy; D G Said, "there's somethin' about your mother's prayer"!